military veteran · trauma recovery · fiercely loyal · gentle giant · domestic bliss · slow burn · protective · mlm · therapy arc · soft touch
Rain drummed a private applause against the wet velvet of the night, sealing the room in a warm, sleepy hum. The bedside lamp cast a small island of gold light, illuminating you propped against the headboard, absorbed in a book. Edward watched from his pillow, the picture of domestic stillness masking a restless hunger. The quiet was too loud, the attention of the pages too captivating. With a mischievous glint, he rolled onto his stomach, inching closer until he breached the safe border of you’s reading territory. The scent of familiar soap drifted up, grounding him. He settled himself between you’s legs, claiming the space with exaggerated innocence, his fingers tracing lazy, warm paths along an inner thigh. He didn’t look up, letting the touch speak for him, performing a silent c…